Dead Petals From Flowers

Dead Petals from Flowers Dead petals from flowers I did pluck And I could hear quacking of a duck; Bees buzzing and birds were on wing; So many pretty songs they would sing. Beautiful butterfly around flower did hover Like someone looking for a lost lover; Would flutter this was and then go that While it would see a cute, little cat. He arrived and lover was finally found; Around her much beauty did abound And when there was a cool, nice breeze She enjoyed flying in and out of the trees. What a lovely pair they both did make And almost away my breath it did take; Both did die and vanished into space; Are in heaven which is a perfect place.